Overtime.
Got a 60-page document today to edit and hand in tomorrow. Guy was off in Berlin, getting it written, and needs it by tomorrow to go to Washington.
Currently halfway done and need to go home because otherwise, the trains will stop running and I'll be stranded here.
Wide-awake at the moment, though, but dread the idea of having to trudge in tomorrow morning and do the other half of the document.
It's midnight, by the way. Witching hour.
Boo.